Baby Smiles

I'd be a fool to say that none of this baby stuff is new to me. Sure, I've changed, bottle-fed, and burped a baby before, but it is entirely different when it's your own. When you change your own child, you hardly notice the smell. Love creates this barriers around our senses and emotions that were never there before. I've never felt like I was one to behold much patience, but with Benny, I have an infinite supply. A child changes your perspective completely.

At first, I thought the cutest thing Benny did was sneeze. Eventually, it was the way he held tightly to my finger or put his hand gently on my shoulder when he rested in my arms. These things still channel a wonderfully inexplicable feeling inside me, but now I have found something greater. Something so magical that it can cure a bad day or ward off tiredness. All because my son learned a new trick. He has been doing it for a while now, but I had contributed it to other causes like gas.

That's right. My boy has learned how to smile and coo. He had been doing it before, but now he does it for us and not a gas bubble. I found it hard to get myself moving this morning on my daily routine, because after laying Benny down on our bed and making idiotic faces at him, he smiled the biggest, cutest, goofiest grin in the world.

I LOVE being a dad. Most importantly, though, I love being HIS Dad.